Luyện nghe bài hát Farewell

Oh it's fare thee well my true,
I'm leavin' in the first of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of
Or the coast of Californ.
So it's fare thee my own true love,
We'll meet another day, time.
It ain't the
a-grievin' me
But my true love who's to stay behind.

Oh the weather is against me and the wind hard
And the rain she's a-turnin' hail.
I still might strike it lucky on a goin' west,
Though I'm travelin' on a path trail.
So it's fare well my own true love,
meet another day, another time.
It ain't the
That's me
But my true who's bound to stay behind.

I will write you a letter from to time,
As I'm ramblin' you can with me too.
With my head, my and my hands, my love,
I will send what I back home to you.
So fare thee well my own true love,
We'll meet day, another time.
It the leavin'
That's me
But my true love bound to stay behind.

I tell you of the laughter and of troubles,
Be somebody else's or my own.
With my hands in my pockets and my collar high,
I will unnoticed and unknown.
So it's fare thee well my own love,
We'll another day, another time.
It the leavin'
a-grievin' me
But my love who's bound to stay behind.